We literally threw all this in the CP, put it on, and 12 hours later, the miracle happened again! We pulled out the chicken, it fell off the bone, and we served it (the potatoes were yucky so we tossed them) with broccoli and brown rice.

Then, we had so much meat left that I pulled it aside and made 2 different soups- Tortilla soup (see earlier post) and good old fashioned chicken noodle.

Now my freezer is totally stocked with soups, and they are DELISH!

This week I’ll be performing my CP roast chicken trick again…but I think I’ll make up a chicken pot pie with the leftovers.

I will have to push blogging higher up on the task list- sorry for the delay!

I have been busy getting ready for the holidays, and experimenting in the kitchen.

Eric and I have discovered that we need a wife. Not in a ‘Big Love’ kind of a way. We need someone to cook, clean, manage the household, make martinis, etc.

We came one step closer these past weeks in discovering an unused indentured servant. The CROCK POT!

We have had a slow cooker since we bought our first apartment. Other than a failed soup attempt on my part, it had never been used.

I guess we both felt about the CP like we felt about the microwave- so seventies, lazy…the kind of thing we didn’t want in OUR kitchen. (We do have a microwave but we never use it.)

Well.

The first experiment was on a pork sirloin roast I bought at a local butcher (love Hilltop in Weymouth!)

Into the CP it went. We looked doubtfully into the pot numerous times on that Saturday. Could it really work? Could it really taste that good?

Sunday morning I awoke to a smell. It wasn’t exactly the kind of smell Yankee Candle would emulate, but it smelled…good. I checked on my little piggy, and there she was, cooked to perfection, falling off the bone, and simmering in it’s own juices.

I drained the pot, took the meat off the bones with 2 sets of tongs, and put it back in the CP with a bottle of hickory smoke BBQ sauce.

That was it! It cooked for about 8 more hours on low, and Sunday night, we had pulled pork. Real live pulled pork (Not actually live, that would be gross.) I bought some Portuguese rolls, toasted them up, and we had pulled pork sandwiches.

AND, I brought some into work and got rave reviews, even from my friend Mark who is a BBQ aficionado! Easiest thing ever.

So we were converted into Crockpot lovers. We even upgraded to the larger model that has clips for travel. What an awesome tool for those of us that work and want a wife at home to cook dinner!